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Daddy's Surpise

by draggy on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

She stepped quietly into the room, stripping slowly, knowing she had time as He always kept her waiting. One piece after another, her clothing was set aside, before she assumed a kneeling position on the bed. Turned to face the door, presented properly, she allowed herself to close her eyes. The music she had set in the background before going to ask for a s...

Driving Her Home

by bored_doe on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Alan smiled at the perky blonde college student in the passenger seat of his sedan. "So Catelyn, have you figured out what your major is going to be yet?" "Mister Denny, are you wearing makeup?" It wasn't a question, it was a challenge. Her brown eyes watched him without flinching, waiting to see how he'd respond. The question was so unexpected, it knifed...

Temptress Raven Eve (Carolina Boys)

by cby2 on Sep 24, 2019
Fetish

My first meeting with Temptress Raven Eve was back in March. She traveled to my home state, and after a few emails and deposit, she was gracious enough to take a chance on me. We had an amazing initial conversation where I instinctively felt safe, sane and protected in her presence. She was incredibly nice with a great sense of humor and, of course, was mesm...

Quicksilver Messenger Pt. 07

by Oupa99 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 13 Steve stood from the chair holding his naked princess in his arms. Her face was still nuzzled against his neck and her arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders. She needed to feel his strength right now, but things made an abrupt turn when he whispered in her ear, "Where is your bedroom my love?" April sniffed back her tears and shifted in his...

Your Kinky Date with Daddy

by MisterGumby on Oct 6, 2020
BDSM

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction about a submissive and her Dominant, whom she calls "Daddy", having a kinky date night. All events are fictional and all characters are 18 or older. The story is told in the third person to allow you, dear reader, to put yourself in the action. It's date night and you're wearing a little black dress that makes you look...

Next in Line

by brunorivera on Sep 26, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Commander Worf's Personal Log StarDate 57275.2 We are en route to rendezvous with the scientific vessel USS Agustin Stahl, in order to transfer our first officer, Commander Martin Madden, so he can take command as interim captain. Their mission: studying systems closer to the center of the galaxy, where the cosmic forces are very intense, in order to corrob...

Confirming Carter Bk. 04 Expansion Ch. 04

by RibaldWriter on Nov 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Interior-Bedroom 0710 "Are you awake?" Sam asked softly, rolling over and laying her hand on Kinai's breast. Kinai nodded, keeping her eyes clothes, then gasped, moaning softly as she rocked her head back and forth. "What the hell?" Sam muttered, then threw the sheets aside. "You bitch!" She said when she saw Tammy's head buried between Kinai's legs. "...

The Initiation

by Aldonzathewhore on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Something seemed odd about him when he opened up the door to his apartment. Maybe it was something about the glint in his eye. Coat, scarf, shoes removed, I go over to him to give our usual kiss of hell. A small smile playing over his lips he says, "I got your collar." Suddenly everything is spinning. Yeah, we had discussed the idea of collaring as a joke...

I Know Who You Are Ch. 01

by wantonmaleslut on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

I was a part time male cam performer. I always used to think of myself as straight and vanilla, but I quickly learned that I am at heart a wanton slut, and got off from doing anything that anyone told me to do. I fantasised about being controlled by a mistress or master, and being used by whoever my mistress or master whored me out to. But although it turned...

Bitsy's Inhuman Submission Ch. 05

by unpublaauthor on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Bitsy sat, ruminating over her fate, in the rapidly cooling water of her deep bath. The king—Stuart—Tristan—Master, she corrected her mental voice, had graciously allowed her the freedom of her bath. The tropical humidity that characterized the lushness of the soak's beginnings had transformed her pinned up ebony cloak of hair into damp ringlets that escaped...